Two days later, some people in District 11 are still haunted by their player's failure to make it to the semi-finals.

Due to the influence of "Chess Soul", many editors in the editorial department of "Young Leap" have become interested in Go, so the loss of this competition also made them recognize the strength of Go in District 11.

"It would be nice if there was really a chess soul, Zuo Wei attached to the body of the chess player, and taught Park Yongtai a good lesson!" Xiao Gu sighed mournfully, wishing that he would turn into Zuowei at this moment.

"Those are all made up, and there can be no support." Ishizawa retorted.

"Hey, you stinky boy, can't you talk to me?" Kotani glared at Ishizawa, then at Yokoi, only to find that he was almost attached to the monitor, looking at the screen with a glistening spirit.

"Yokoi, what's wrong with you?" Kotani asked curiously.

"Let's look at the evaluation of "Chess Soul" again." Yokoi said.

"I also read it, and the reviews on the Internet are finally not so mean. The little book in this issue also began to go up, ranking 8th. In fact, Mr. Shen's story arrangement is no problem, and the foreshadowing has been done before, but there are still many people who have given up "Chess Soul", which is indeed unexpected. The single book of volume 14 is about to be released, and I don't know if readers will buy it. ”

"I read the data of the sales department, and it is basically stable. I'm not worried about the 14th volume of the book...... Actually, I'm worried about Volume 15. Yokoi scratched his head, his face full of helplessness, "In this volume, Sawei will disappear, and it is estimated that sales are not optimistic." ”

"Yes. By the way, when is ComicFuture going to release Volume 14? Xiao Gu suddenly remembered this.

Huaxia and District 11 were released at the same time, and "ComicFuture" did not notice, and they could not publish a single book.

"They are waiting for the results of the International Comics Awards, and if they win, it is possible that they will be noted on the waist cover of Chess Soul. In other words, this award should be selected soon, right? Yokoi looked at Kotani suspiciously.

"Uh......" Kotani thought for a moment and patted his forehead, "Looks like yesterday, right?" ”

Speaking of which, Kotani, Ishizawa, and Yokoi's eyes are all on Toru Murakami.

"What are you doing?" Murakami also noticed the gazes of the three people, and his brows furrowed.

"Editor-in-chief Murakami, didn't the organizing committee call you yesterday?" Yokoi hurriedly asked

"How is that possible? I've been in the office all day and if I call, I should know...... Yes? Yesterday was the award? Murakami is a little confused, there have been a lot of things lately, and he forgot about the "International Comics Award".

Yokoi felt a chill in his heart, and if he didn't call, it meant that he didn't win the award.

"No, no one should be able to threaten Chess Soul." Yokoi said suspiciously.

"That's not easy to say, doesn't it mean that at the 'Comic Festival', "Chess Soul" is also very likely to win awards? In the end, it was also nothing. ”

Yokoi listened to Ishizawa's words, remained silent, and pouted depressedly.

"Huh?"

Sounds of surprise came from behind Murakami's display.

"What's wrong? Editor? Xiao Gu hurriedly asked.

"Yesterday, there was a strange phone call, which was stopped by the mobile phone." Murakami's face is hiding behind the screen, a little embarrassed.

"Huh?" Yokoi had some pain in his forehead.

"You'd better call back, right?" Kotani reminded.

Murakami hurriedly dialed over, and after saying a few words, he hung up the phone again.

"How?" Yokoi hurriedly asked.

"It's an insurance company." Murakami said in frustration.

"Didn't you really win the prize?" Yokoi was a little lost.

According to the level of comics in the competition, except for Western cartoons, "Chess Soul" is of the highest quality.

It's not that "Chess Soul" is not as good as Western cartoons, but the styles of Eastern and Western comics are different, and there is no way to stand at the same starting point for comparison.

"The ......"

Xiao Gu just wanted to speak, the phone rang again, Murakata subconsciously picked up the phone, asked a few casual questions, and then his eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Thank you." ”

After hanging up the phone, a smile appeared on Murakami's face, but he glared at Kotani fiercely, "Kotani, you misremembered the date. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Gu hurriedly turned on his phone.

"Don't look at it, this year's date is different from last year's, it really scares me...... Ahem, everyone, "Chess Soul" won the Grand Prix at this year's International Comics Awards. Kotani, inform the advertising department, hurry up and design the advertisement for the 14th volume of "Chess Soul", this sentence must be added. "Murakami is in a much better mood.

"That'...... I'm going to inform ComicFuture......" Yokoi picked up the microphone.

"Go!" Murakami waved his hand again and again.

Editorial Board of ComicFuture.

Wang Wenhong was sorting out the postcards sent by readers when he suddenly heard the phone ring at the desk.

As soon as he picked up the phone, the other side of the microphone came from a non-standard Huaxia language.

"Hey, is it Mr. Wang Wenhong?"

"It's me."

"Congratulations, "Chess Soul" won the Grand Prix at the 'International Comics Awards'." Yokoi forcibly restrained his emotions, but the excitement in his tone was still revealed.

"Huh?"

Wang Wenhong was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt his heart beat faster, and the microphone slipped from his hand and landed on the table.

Happiness came too suddenly.

Hu Ke glared at Wang Wenhong, "What are you doing?" ”

"Brother Hu, "Chess Soul" ...... the Grand Prix of the 'International Comics Awards'......" Wang Wenhong's face turned red.

This is the best news he has heard in the past month.

Shang Haozhi hurriedly stood up from his seat, "Are you sure?" ”

"Hmm. Yokoi from "Shonen Leap" just called. ”

"It's sure it's the 'Grand Prix,' not the 'Merit Award,' right?" Shang Haozhi asked.

Although there is only one word missing, the weight of the award is very different, and there must be no oolong incident.

"Uh...... It seems to be the 'Grand Prix'. Wang Wenhong scratched his head.

People are like this sometimes, if they don't emphasize it, they may not have any doubts, but once someone questions one or a few of them, they themselves become less sure.

Shang Haozhi knocked on the table twice and said to Wang Wenhong, "Hurry up and confirm." ”

"Yes!"

Wang Wenhong immediately picked up the microphone, reconnected with Yokoi, and then said, "Mr. Shang! Truly the 'Grand Prix'! ”

"yes, I see." Shang Haozhi rubbed his hands, the corners of his mouth curled, and after a moment of contemplation, he picked up the microphone and dialed a number, "Hey, the advertising department?" Please redesign the waist cover of "Chess Soul...... Also, the advertisements placed have also changed. Yes, subway, bus, taxi, bookstore...... The advertisements in these places are all replaced ......"

Wang Wenhong took a breath, this advertising fee must be expensive...... I hope that "Chess Soul" will be more powerful this time, otherwise it may lose money.

Han Guo, a manga artist's studio.

Jin Yingchen has been waiting for the phone call all day.

The mobile phone on the desktop rang suddenly, Jin Yingchen answered the phone as soon as possible, and the assistants' eyes also moved to him.

"Hey, Jiang Bian...... Yes? Excellence Award? Isn't it the 'Grand Prix'? ”

When Jin Yingchen heard the words "Excellence Award", his heart was like a punctured ball, and his whole person lost his spirit.

The Excellence Award is just a consolation prize, and the implication is: "Good job, but not the best." ”

"That...... Who is the 'Grand Prix'? ”

"Chess Soul". It's well deserved, and there's no shame in losing to it......"

The editor's words rang in Jin Yingchen's ears, but she didn't have the heart to listen to them anymore.